Yan Ye was sleeping soundly.
Because he went to bed quite late last night.
The reason for staying up late last night wasn't because he wanted to pull an all-nighter, but due to some unavoidable circumstances.
The reason came from Lian Xinying.
Lian Xinying was grinding her teeth last night, and it was quite loud.
At first, Yan Ye thought he heard a knife being sharpened, because it sounded so similar, but then he thought that it couldn't possibly be the sound of a knife being sharpened at this hour, so he tensed up, trying to figure out what was going on.
He didn't want to turn on the light, afraid of waking Lian Xinying.
He perked his ears for quite a while to determine where the sound was coming from, and finally, he locked onto Lian Xinying's mouth.
Because he wasn't sure if she was grinding her teeth, he reached out, gently placing his hand by her cheek.
The movement he felt made Yan Ye quickly retract his hand.
